Friday, April 01, 2016

PSST! IT'S APRIL, AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS...

§NATIONAL POETRY MONTHis upon us! I will, once again, attempt to respond to various prompts with poems. I'm going to be looking at two sources this month: NaPoWriMo, which is where I've gone in past years, and Found Poetry Review's 2016 version known as Impromptu. There's nothing I like much more than an impromptu poem! I'll try to respond to at least one of them every day this month, and the results will be posted here. thereby rendering the poems ineligible to send to most litmags who would likely turn them down anyway, after several months, so who cares, right?Today's prompt from NaPoWriMo is "to write a lune. This is a sort of English-language haiku. While the haiku is a three-line poem with a 5-7-5 syllable count, the lune is a three-line poem with a 5-3-5 syllable count. There’s also a variant based on word-count, instead of syllable count, where the poem still has three lines, but the first line has five words, the second line has three words, and the third line has five words again. Either kind will do, and you can write a one-lune poem, or write a poem consisting of multiple stanzas of lunes. Here we go!Dona Chuy's house rises through dustnew walls tomorrowor, with the number of words variation:Excitement at Dona Chuy's houseafter the hurricanenew walls replace black plasticNote:Remaking Dona Chuy's house here in La Manzanilla is currently a work-in-progress. She's lived there for 50 years, and last October Hurricane Patricia really trounced it. I suspect a new poem will arise after the unveiling. Meanwhile, this is how it looks.

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I've been interested in words ever since I can remember. I write poetry, a little prose, and publish chapbooks through my imprint, NIB Publishing. NIB stands for Nose in Book, where mine can usually be found.